With all of my editing, formatting, and long nights over, trying to find a way to get my book out there is proving to be the greater challenge. If I’ve learned anything from this last year, two things stick out: my wife is always right, and hard work will, with time, pay off.

After fourteen months from the book’s conception to completion, I’ve finally sent query letters to five different publishers. It was a weird mixture of feelings. I felt happy for finishing the book and starting the next phase. I felt half-disgusted at the idea that my work was nowhere good enough to require a professional to read it. The self-doubt remains but the support I have at home makes up for it.

Now, I wait. I wait for the first rejection, then the second, and so on. I know it’s a part of the process and I’m excited. I am. But for so long now I’ve had something to do and at this point in time it’s out of my hands, but only for a little bit. I’m sure the work has just begun.